Here is a collection of quotes that you need to remember in every day life. They're written by Andy Rooney, a man who had the gift of saying so much with so few words. Of course, they're here just to make up for my lack of activity, but life just got demanding. Anyways, enjoy. --- … Continue reading A Collection Of Quotes
It's been awhile since I'd active over here. A month, I assume. The reason was simple: I was waiting. There's been enough of melancholy and blood in my blog, too much politics and tales which don't have a quite convenient end, not in this world, anyways. So yes, I was waiting for something almost...magical (seems … Continue reading The Seven Children
Today, while driving past a busy traffic signal, I came across a man who forced me to put my camera down and look up- which is a big thing, considering how much hard it is for me to put that device away. We were in a hurry, an everyday story- late for the dentist appointment … Continue reading Heros – But No Capes
Today, I finally read about the Rohingya Muslims. About the atrocities committed against them. About the evilness in the world. And those barbaric Buddhist, people who wouldn't dare harm an insect, but are willing to crush the little fingers of children by running them over with a motorcycle (and yes, that has taken place. A … Continue reading When will this stop?
And this, this post is not meant to be here. Perhaps in the pages of my journal, or the back of my poetry book, but there, I feel as if it will rot away till it becomes a fossil, dug up and left to be decipher, but sadly, not understood, by the man of … Continue reading This Rain in My Eyes
Its been six days since I've arrived home, four days since my college test and one year since it's rained. When you've studied from four in the morning to two in the night (*sigh* the things we medical students go through), it takes more than fifty six hours to regain the normal functioning of the … Continue reading That blocked road
There come days when life hits you so hard that every hill you ever transgressed is reduced to a pile of ashes, when you jump across rocks and tumble down from a pebble, and then life gets the last laugh (annd tust me, life looks every ugly while laughing. Kinda like that monstrous one of … Continue reading Comments, Words and Palastine: No I’m Okay.